no way

"No one wants you to accept it." Yan Jianghe's voice was low and gentle, and he repeated, "You really don't need to accept it."

Zhang Cong remained unchanged as usual, but Yan Jianghe heard him sigh lightly.

Yan Jianghe specially pricked up his ears to pay attention to the movement, and then noticed Zhang Cong's deep breathing.

When he was out of breath, Zhang Cong said in a low voice, "Brother, can you enlighten me?"

Yan Jianghe was taken aback almost immediately.When had he ever heard Zhang Cong beg for something in such a soft voice?

Even the last layer of cover, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, was torn away, and Zhang Cong's weak and wounded heart was held in front of him nakedly.

"You..." Yan Jianghe felt a little speechless for a moment.

He was silent for a while, and finally said: "You can do whatever you want."

Zhang Cong paused for a moment, and had no choice but to say, "What should I do so that I don't feel so uncomfortable?"

Zhang Cong: "Actually, when I think about it, I don't even know if they are divorced. In the past nine years, she has never appeared in front of me. But I know that she may have never broken contact with Zhang Hanma. Even if there is no Physical contact, but also money transactions. The bank card I threw away is the evidence."

Yan Jianghe had a headache.I don't know where Zhang Cong threw that bank card to. It's been so long, and it probably won't be found.

A lot of things are like this, they disappear without a trace after being thrown away, and they can't even be picked up.

Zhang Cong was dumb for two seconds, and added: "Maybe she also secretly watched me before."

"..." The more Yan Jianghe was told by Zhang Cong, the more he felt uncomfortable.He especially wanted to stop Zhang Cong and tell him to shut up.

At this time, Zhang Cong turned around suddenly, turned 180 degrees, turned his face to Yan Jianghe, and said coldly: "I should be struck by lightning."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Jianghe frowned, and slowly turned sideways, the two looked at each other in a serious manner.

Zhang Cong's breathing stagnated, he held his breath and dared not exhale, his heartbeat was slow and fluttering.All his senses were swaying.Love is mixed with oxygen and becomes a necessity for survival.

Yan Jianghe cleared his throat inexplicably: "She may have her reasons."

"But I'm not advising you, it's like lying down and talking without back pain. If you have something difficult to get through, then don't get over it. Don't make things difficult for yourself, it's no big deal. You don't have to think too much about it. It doesn't matter who you are."

Yan Jianghe said: "It doesn't matter if you even act as a caring person who will repay you, disregarding any favors, and staying stubborn."

Yan Jianghe: "This world doesn't require you to be tolerant and gentle. If there is no such reason, you won't be struck by lightning."

Yan Jianghe is clear.For Zhang Cong, it is difficult to forgive Tao Jingyi or hate Tao Jingyi.Zhang Cong is like a lonely man caught in the middle of two abysses, he is walking on thin ice, his feet are wrapped in resentment and he cannot catch up with redemption.He is attacked from the front and back, no matter whether he is advancing or retreating, he is falling.He couldn't get out even if he lived or died.

Zhang Cong blinked slowly, holding back a trace of gloom in his eyes and not daring to let go, just to bear Yan Jianghe's eyes in the darkness.He hasn't heard what he wants to hear, so he can only tear the wound more clearly: "If she wants to take me away, I won't follow her."

After hearing this, Yan Jianghe was taken aback suddenly.He suddenly questioned his own mind.From Tao Jingyi's appearance until now, he never thought that Zhang Cong would leave.

Yan Jianghe recalled his mental journey of the day, and found that he was awkward and distressed by Zhang Cong's uncharacteristic hug, and seemed to have thought of nothing else.Apart from worrying about Zhang Cong's mood, he had no time to think about anything.

So Yan Jianghe was silent for a long while, and scratched his throat to speak the truth: "I never thought you would leave."

This time, Zhang Cong paused.He relied on Yan Jianghe, is it really all his fault?Look at how good Yan Jianghe's mouth can accumulate virtue, just such a sentence, Zhang Cong's soul is lost.

Zhang Cong still wanted to hear more, so he ignorant of his conscience, whimpered and said hypocritically, "But..."

"No need but." Yan Jianghe clicked his tongue, generally not very happy about his problems.He hates opening his mouth now, so as not to annoy him, "Just remember one thing."

Yan Jianghe said: "My brother loves you. My brother is always here."

Zhang Cong bit his back molars hard, and blood seemed to well up in the depths of his throat.This time he only gave a soft "hmm".

This is what Zhang Cong wanted to hear, what he wanted to hear from Yan Jianghe. "Truth" is something that anyone can understand a few words indiscriminately.Zhang Cong also understands.And the reason why he was so cowardly, he had to "enlighten" Yan Jianghe once, but he just wanted to hear these.

He was in constant panic, living in the world like a dross of rejection.Zhang Cong needs Yan Jianghe to "express his sincerity" to him.He wants Yan Jianghe to speak, so that he can die.

——There is Yan Jianghe.He will be invulnerable to all poisons.

"Good." Yan Jianghe finally let out a breath.He was too close to Zhang Cong, and seeing each other face to face made him suddenly nervous and feel a sense of oppression.

Yan Jianghe turned over subconsciously, turned his back to the ceiling, hesitated for a while, and then carefully discussed with Zhang Cong: "May I give you her phone number?"

"..." Zhang Cong really fell for this person.Yan Jianghe spoke to him so carefully, how could he bear it?

Zhang Cong was treated so submissively that he let go of all his energy and only said, "Okay."

Zhang Cong closed his eyes: "Go to sleep."

"Ah."

Yan Jiang thought about it, and finally a big rock fell to the ground. He lay still and fell asleep after a long time.Zhang Cong heard his breathing became steady, long and rhythmic.

Zhang Cong naturally wouldn't fall asleep.He is essentially a good player at staying up late, this time lying on Yan Jianghe's side, it was not until a long time later that Yan Jianghe fell asleep completely that he opened his eyes again.

After closing my eyes for a long time, I opened my eyes again, and my vision was exceptionally clear.Zhang Cong stared at Yan Jianghe's side face for a moment, and finally got up willingly and changed his posture.

His arms were all numb, so when he propped up his upper body, he felt itchy and painful.

Zhang Cong tilted his head and stared at Yan Jianghe condescendingly, his eyes unblinking, as if in a daze.If Yan Jianghe woke up suddenly at this moment, he would probably scream out of fright.

Zhang Cong only focused on the magic, until his arm relaxed, the pain after numbness became more and more artificial, and it burst into his chest, causing the apex of his heart to tremble, and Zhang Cong finally regained his senses.

He blinked twice, unable to hold back his life.Zhang Cong definitely exhausted all his strength to take the risk.He lowered his head slowly, and touched the tip of Yan Jianghe's protruding nose with his lips.

Very short time, but a second.Zhang Cong quickly moved his head away and began to purse his lips.His chin was hot from Yan Jianghe's breath.A pair of lips are slowly pursed together, tightly fitting.It seems that there is some rare delicacy in those lips, rich nectar and jade dew.But in fact, exaggerated and concrete, it seems that there is really sweetness trickling down his teeth.

Zhang Cong's arm was really finished. It had been numb for a long time. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold him anymore, so that Zhang Cong was so light, with soft movements, face down, and his head fell on the pillow.

Zhang Cong's face was buried in the pillow, his high nose bridge was squeezed a little uncomfortable, and his breathing was stuffy.But Zhang Cong pursed his lips tightly, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help a smile, he couldn't lift his head up.

His attitude is really sick.The root of his tongue penetrated bitterness, but the tip of his tongue licked honey.There are all kinds of suffering in this world, thousands of hectares of sweetness, all mixed together, and given to him in the name of hell.Zhang Cong is humble, but he is willing to be split to pieces.

Zhang Cong didn't fall asleep until dawn. When he was in a daze, he could even tell the dawn through a thick curtain.

So Yan Jianghe woke up first the next morning.Yan Jianghe got out of bed and saw that Zhang Cong was still asleep. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't want to call out.

To say that "parents" like Yan Jianghe are the scourge of the education world, they should be chased and beaten with a ruler.Not only did he not ask Zhang Cong to go to school, but he even went out of the house lightly. Taking advantage of the early morning, he called Teacher Yuan and made up a sick leave for Zhang Cong.

After making up the sick leave, Yan Jianghe was in a good mood. After washing, he opened the curtains of the living room and rubbed feet with Yan Meitong to bask in the sun.The early morning sunlight just came out, it was not dazzling, and it was very comfortable to drench on the body.

Yan Jianghe drenched for 5 minutes and felt hungry.

Yan Jianghe: "..."

Zhang Cong was still sleeping.There was no breakfast on the table.

Yan Jianghe could only condescend and go to the kitchen.He had long since abandoned the word "cooking", and raised his hand to grab a piece of bread and stuff it in his stomach.Yan Jianghe turned around and thought about Zhang Cong again, and finally decided to put on his coat and go out to buy breakfast.

As soon as Yan Jianghe put on his coat, Zhang Cong opened the door and came out.

Seeing Yan Jianghe, Zhang Cong frowned: "You want to go out?"

"Buy breakfast." Yan Jianghe said, "I asked for leave for you, you can sleep at home, you don't have to go to school."

Zhang Cong: "..."

Yan Jianghe smiled. Seeing Zhang Cong's dazed look just waking up, his bad intentions were raised, and there was something wrong between his teeth. He deliberately bullied Zhang Cong and said, "I've never seen you oversleep. It's because I couldn't sleep thinking about something last night." , or feel safe in the same bed with your brother, and sleep very well?"

Who knew that Zhang Cong's heart was dark, he lowered his head and wiped Yan Jianghe's shoulders to go to the bathroom, and he said in a low voice, "All of them."

Yan Jianghe: "..."

Yan Jianghe's teeth were itchy and he had to suck, he thought to himself: "This dog is lively? Is it really not good at learning, and can play tricks?"

He stared at Zhang Cong's back, and cursed softly, "It's really incredible."

But despite his rhetoric, Yan Jianghe still had some doubts in his heart. —— Regarding Tao Jingyi, Zhang Cong is still very strong.

Yan Jianghe didn't buy his breakfast after all, because Zhang Cong came out with a toothbrush in his mouth and drove him back from the door.Zhang Cong spit out a mouthful of toothpaste foam and said, "No need to buy it. The dumplings sent by my aunt before are frozen in the refrigerator. I just cook them."

Yan Jianghe: "..."

Why didn't he know that Zhou Pingnan had made dumplings and delivered them, and they were now stored in the refrigerator?

It seems that Yan Jianghe's name is not written on the real estate certificate of this house.Yan Jianghe is too shameful, the "family" is about to change hands.

After eating a meal of dumplings, Yan Jianghe continued to be lazy with peace of mind.While Zhang Cong was cleaning up the kitchen, he sent Tao Jingyi's phone number to Zhang Cong's cell phone.

He can't get involved in this matter.Yan Jianghe sat on the sofa and rubbed Yan Yan's colored contact lenses, rubbed the cat's head and thought: "I don't worry about our family's turmoil."

But Yan Jianghe is essentially a lowly bastard.His "rest assured" is nothing more than shit.

When Zhang Cong called Tao Jingyi with the door closed, Yan Jianghe still didn't control his feet, and sneaked to the door with mischievous eyebrows.

Zhang Cong held his mobile phone to his ear in the room.The phone has been connected.Before he could say anything, Tao Jingyi was already crying inside.

Annoyed by her crying, Zhang Cong frowned and said forcefully, "I will never go with you."

Tao Jingyi tried her best to control it, but it was useless, her crying trembled: "...I never expected that you would admit me, I know you would not accept me. Mom really didn't do it on purpose....I just want to see you,... I just want to meet you."

Tao Jingyi: "You have grown a lot taller..."

"I don't want to see you." Zhang Cong interrupted her coldly.

Tao Jingyi was silent again, only sobbing remained on the phone.

Yan Jiang He Chu stared outside, then heard Zhang Cong say: "But, this is my phone number, you can remember it."

After Zhang Cong finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone.He is a little kid, and Hughes tried his best, but he can only do this one step.

It was because of Yan Jianghe's strength that he dared to climb out of the cliff.He is weak-legged.But as long as Yan Jiang is there, Zhang Cong thought, one day, he might be able to crawl to the edge and look up at the sky.

Yan Jianghe has already slipped away.With a belly full of emotion, he left Zhang Cong's door and ran to feed Yan Meitong.He was in a good mood, flicking the cat's tail while feeding the cat, and coaxed Yan Meitong with a pleasant face: "Go out tomorrow and buy you a tube of imported hair cream. Do you want catnip?"

Yan Jianghe was talking nonsense outside, but he didn't know that Zhang Cong was in the house to watch the crack of the door.

Zhang Cong stared at the crack of the door for a while, then stood up and took the only lollipop left on the table—coincidentally, it was strawberry flavored.he likes.

In fact, Zhang Cong doesn't like strawberries very much.Besides, this cheap and unlucky lollipop doesn't taste like strawberry at all.

The reason why Zhang Cong likes this flavor the most is because after eating all the flavors, he found that the strawberry flavored lollipop is the sweetest in his taste.That poor, pigmented astringency is very prominent. ——It's very similar to the way Tao Jingyi crouched down/body facing him on a winter night nine years ago.

Zhang Cong fiddled with the sugar ball on the tip of his tongue. He lay on the bed and didn't want to move. He moved his mouth vaguely and slightly: "Idiot, can you not be so blatant when eavesdropping..."

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